In terms of pleasing girls.

He, who is the third uncle, was indeed thrown off a few streets by his nephew.

"Grandparents, Grandma Rumeng, Mom and Dad, Uncle Lu, Aunt Ju, good morning."

The soft milk sound sounded in the kitchen of Lao Yun's house, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Chen Ju raised his head and suddenly noticed that Yun Mian'er's hairstyle was different from before.

In the past, Yun Mian either wore centipede braids or sheep's horn braids, but she hadn't seen Yun Mian wear a high ponytail.

"Ouch, Mianmian's braids are beautifully combed today, are Mianmian combed by herself?"

"Brother Chu helped comb it."

Syllable!

Yun Mian's milk voice came into the ears of Old Madam Chu, and she was so shocked that the chopsticks used to dig the dumpling filling in Old Madam Chu's hand fell on the table.

My own precious grandson still has this skill, when did he learn it?

The people in the room all looked at Chu Yu in disbelief.

Chu Yu, who was under the eyes of everyone, did not change his face.

"As long as my sister Mianmian is willing, I can tie her hair for the rest of her life."

Chu Yu said very seriously, and turned his face, and looked at Yun Yongcheng and Qin Yu, with that look in his eyes, as if he was asking his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Yun Yongcheng: "."

Qin Yu: "."

This is not a proposal to the two of them.

"Mianmian, Yu'er, come with me to wash up first."

The atmosphere in the kitchen of Lao Yun's house was a little weird.

Qin Yu looked at the two children, spoke gently, breaking the strange atmosphere, and then led the two children to fetch hot water to wash.

At noon, the two families sat around and had a lively meal of dumplings.

Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Mei Cuiping, Chen Ju in charge, Yun Yongcheng two, Lu Feng, Chu Sanye handed, Yun Aiguo was responsible for burning the fire, there were many people, and they made an extremely rich meal.

After a hearty dinner, the two families roasted the fire in the old Yunjiatang house, chatted, ate melon seeds, played cards, and kept the New Year.

There are two large pots of charcoal fire burning in the hall, and the red charcoal fire makes the old Yun family hall warm.

At night, the courtyard was covered with goose-feather snow, and sometimes a gust of night wind blew and rolled goose-feathered snow on the papier-mâché lattice windows, making them rattle.

Ruixue Zhaofeng year, very New Year's atmosphere.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Chu Yu suddenly took Yun Mian's little fat hand and said to Yun Mian with great interest: "Sister Mianmian, do you want to go out and play for a while?" ”

After dinner, Yun Mian was ordered by her grandmother to stay in the hall to roast the fire, she had been roasting the fire for two hours, she was originally a little weak-footed, as soon as she heard Chu Yu say that she wanted to go out to play, her eyes suddenly lit up, turned her head, and looked at her grandmother who was a little overprotective of her with an inquiring look.

"Go ahead, it's already dark, so you can only play in the yard."

After Mei Cuiping waved her hand at her baby granddaughter, she hurriedly withdrew her hand and continued to fiddle with the long card in her hand.

Yun Mian: "."

The old lady is addicted to this card.

"Sister Mianmian, let's go."

Yun Mian was led out of the hall by Chu Yu.

After staying in the warm hall for a long time, as soon as he came out of the hall, Yun Mian was shivered by the cold wind blowing in front of him.

Chu Yu stretched out his hand and pulled her small body into his arms.

"It won't be cold that way."

Yun Mian raised his head and looked at the young man who was almost a head taller than him, and frowned in wonder.

In the past few months, grandma has given her so many eggs, milk and meat, why does she only gain weight and not grow taller.

"It's okay if you don't grow tall, my brother doesn't dislike you, my brother will always protect you."

Chu Yu saw Yun Mian frowning and looking puzzled, and suddenly understood her careful thoughts, smiled slightly with doting on his face, and reached out to tap her red nose.

Yun Mian: "."

Is this man a roundworm in her stomach?

"Brother is not a roundworm in your stomach, brother just understands his sister."

Hearing such words, Yun Mian's heart suddenly felt warm.

"Brother Chu, shall we play with building a snowman?"

The young man's body was very warm, like a fire in winter, and the clouds that were shivering by the cold wind couldn't help but drill into the young man's arms.

"We've already played the snowman, let's play the others."

Chu Yu replied as he took Yun Mian's hand and walked towards the courtyard of the old Yun family.

Yun Mian followed his footsteps as she turned her head to look at the brightly lit hall.

"Brother Chu, grandma said, it's dark, don't let us go out to play."

"Grandma Yun and my grandmother are having fun catching sparrows now, and they won't notice us."

"Then let's go."

Yun Mian suddenly let go of Chu Yu's hand, walked a pair of small short legs, and rushed towards the courtyard of the old Yun family.

Chu Yu: "."

Wasn't this girl still worried about being known by Grandma Yun just now?

"You run slowly, I just fell in the snow last time, it's only been a few days, and I don't remember anymore."

Chu Yu looked at the little figure that was running away from him, smiled and shook his head helplessly, and then chased after him.

"Brother Chu, what are you doing with two cans and bottles, pen and paper?"

Chu Yu called Yun Mian to his room in the next house and took out two cleaned cans and bottles from his desk drawer.

"Sister Mianmian, let's write our wishes on paper, put them in these two cans and bottles, and then dig a pit and bury them, and when we grow up, we will dig out these two glass bottles from the ground."

Yun Mian listened and felt a little second.

But seeing the young man's high-spirited look, she couldn't bear to pour cold water.

"Hmm."

As soon as Yun Mian nodded, the young man couldn't wait to stuff a piece of paper from a homework book and a pen into her.

Yun Mian held a pen in his hand, crouched on his desk, wrote a few words on the paper seriously, and folded the small strips of paper into squares.

Fifteen minutes later, two small figures appeared under the withered melon frame of the old Yun family.

Yun Mian carried a horse lantern, Chu Yu used a small shovel to pick up the snow next to the stone table, dug a pit down, carefully put the two glass bottles into the pit, and then covered the glass bottles with soil.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Chu Yu was woken up by a soft meat dumpling.

He opened his worried eyes and looked into his arms, only to see a pink, soft lump of meat tumbling in his arms, and after finding a comfortable position in his arms, he pouted and continued to sleep.

Chu Yu stared at her little face that was red like an apple from sleep, and he couldn't hold back for a while, lowered his head, and took a sip on the little face like a red apple.

It would be great if I could stay in Xiushui Village all the time and grow up with this little girl.

An idea suddenly appeared in Chu Yu's mind.

Suddenly, the little meat ball in his arms moved again.

Yun Mian rolled in Chu Yu's arms again, and this time, like an octopus, she tightly strangled Chu Yu's neck with a small meat hand.

"Ahem."

Chu Yu was almost strangled by her, and he was very puzzled.

Such a little girl, where did she get so much strength.

(End of chapter)